Going Rogue by Robin Benway

Author:Robin Benway
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Bloomsbury Publishing
Published: 2014-01-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

“Angelo!” I cried into my phone when I thought I heard him answer, but it was just the drone of an out-of-service buzz. It didn’t matter, though. I was so elated that I could have probably flown home and used my happiness to have Angelo teleported right to my front door.

I had the coins in my jeans pocket, hard and flat against my hipbone as I walked quickly through the streets. I couldn’t run because the police were no doubt at Dominic’s house by now, looking for anything suspicious or weird. Not that a running seventeen-year-old girl would be that suspicious in Manhattan, but I wasn’t taking any chances. I had the coins and no one was taking them away from me now.

I hung up my phone, grinning like a complete maniac as I tried to flag down a taxi. The coins had looked exactly as the picture had shown, heavy enough to not be fakes, the etching of Victory looking up at me serenely as I scooped her and her nine sisters off of Dominic’s floor and hustled them into a small velvet pouch. Ironically, the gold made my heart lighter, my steps softer, and once I got into a taxi, I caught the driver giving me a few weird glances in the rearview mirror as I sat in the backseat and grinned to myself.

I forced myself to not smile so wide, but it was even more difficult after I got a text from Jesse. “Let’s talk,” it said. “I don’t like not seeing you.”

My parents were going to be so excited, I thought. Angelo was going to be so proud. I could finally explain to Jesse what had been so important that I had to miss dinner with his mom. School started in less than a week, and everything would be normal and lovely and I would go to college and the Collective would go back to how it used to be and Dominic Arment would be destroyed by karma and an orange jumpsuit and ankle shackles.

I loved my life sometimes. I really did.

I had the cab drop me off five blocks away from the loft just in case, and I blended in with some of the later stragglers in Soho as I took a winding path back to the loft. By the time I went up in the elevator, I was hopping up and down, and when the doors opened, I scanned my fingerprint in record time and shoved my way into the loft.

“I got them!” I yelled. “I did it, I got them!”

My parents came running, and I immediately realized that something wasn’t right. My dad looked rumpled and distracted, running a hand over his face as if he could erase his worried expression, and my mom’s eyes were red, almost bird-like, her hair up in a messy topknot and her hands wringing together in front of her. There were two half-packed suitcases on the floor, clothes and passports spilling out of them.

I froze. “What

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